|Chapter 3: Part 4|
Mira cried heavily, but before she could cuss every existing word in the dictionary, she heard the door open with a familiar scent in the air; Mathias. She looked over at him, “You did this didn’t you…DIDN’T YOU?!” She charged at him angrily, though he paused her attack with her wrist tightly in his large pale hand, “I did it to save you, Mira. You were dying. I could not live without you by my side.” His voice was firm, enough to bring Mira’s fury to no longer a raging flame.
Somehow her Master still had that power over her. Her eyes widened to his reply. He really did care about her despite the fact she was his slave. She had to know why he bothered to keep her alive, “Why…? I’m not a fairy anymore, I thought I only served one purpose to you…Shouldn’t you have just let me die?”
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